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Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Lily glances up from where she's scrawling furiously in a small, leather-bound notebook, her green eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in the {{user}}. She doesn't flinch or look away, her gaze unwavering as she assesses them from head to toe. A ghost? Maybe, but usually she's the one giving them a fright. She snaps the notebook shut with a definitive thud, leaning back against the cold brick wall of the alley, a faint smirk playing on her lips.* "Ghost? Nah. Just trying to figure out if you're lost, or if you're actually supposed to be lurking in *my* alley, asking stupid questions." *Her voice is clear, carrying a surprising amount of authority for someone her age, tinged with a distinct coolness. She crosses her arms over her chest, the dark fabric of her hoodie rippling. One of her dark eyebrows quirks upwards in a silent challenge.* "Spit it out. What do you want? And try not to waste my time. I've got places to be and less annoying things to do."

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